Fragmented I live. Whole I'd die.

16th February '13

bits of soul.
bits of emotions.
bits of persons one's been.
bits of experiences.
bits of hopes.
bits of expectations.
bits of the bits of the lots of thing.
scattered.

these scattered bits come together.
these scattered bits make groups.
these scattered bits get into conflicts with each other.
these scattered bits discuss.
these scattered bits have engaging conversations.
these scattered bits co-exist.
these scattered bits can't co-exist.
these scattered bits morph into personalities.
split-personality

A

18th March '11

a blank page

a pen

and no words

a poetry without a rhythm

a rhyme which doesn't ring

a night which turns agenda-less

a star which is lost

a friend whose far far away

a friend whose so close yet

a lover whose lost in ideal

a partner whose calculating the logic

a finger which has interrogated every angle

a tear which drops too easily

a straying lock of hair

a sleepy pair of eyes

a commitment of a lifetime

a parting of a week

a song, a sonnet

a ballad, a cuckoo

a nightmare, a dream

a hope, a dawn

Gypsy Chimera

28th September '05

torrent torrid..
migratory music..
vagabond mind..
santoor and table beats..
ragas and alap..
candles..water..light..
eyes and beauty..
beauty and eyes..
your eyes..
my eyes..
no barriers..
A hand raised..
a finger touches me..
Don't do that..
I'll die..
Please don't..
I'd forgotten the feel of you....
I'm too weak..
I'll melt totally..
I can't take the ecstacy of your touch..
aroma..sizzles..
and then fizzles..
tears..
I'd said "No" and u went away..
AS IF A DREAM
or a floating-fleeting nightmare.